The grand hall brimmed with tension. Estella sat at Crassus' side, her posture dignified but alert, observing every shift in expression and word exchanged. Then, as if to make her presence known, Katreena's voice sliced through the silence.
"As the Luna," Katreena said, her tone saccharine and self-important, "Estella should know that sacrifices must be made for the greater good. The demon wolves are a plague, and eliminating them must take precedence—even if it means the remaining survivors from her old pack are collateral damage."
The room was hushed.
As if emboldened by Katreena's words, Alpha Ajax nodded. "Exactly. Luna Estella should learn from Katreena's foresight. Sentiment has no place in war."
